When I was a kid, I use to dream I was in Disneyworld, only to wake up disappointed that the only ride I was going on was the bus to school.
Now that Disney kind of lost its appeal, it seems it's becoming Chanel.
Only that in my dream, they were having a sample sale (kind of like Disney really). But I was not invited. Bad?
So somehow I manage to get it at the end of the day. I go straight to the sunglasses, which are reduced to £10 (!!). As I am browsing, a sad mean little man comes and starts collecting them all, saying the sale is almost over and he needs to clean up the displays. Even worse?
I manage to convince him to give me one minute, and just get around 10 pairs of sunglasses to choose from later. When I start trying them on, I discover all of them are men's models, as I was looking in the wrong section. Now that is the worst thing that could happen.
And no, I am not superficial. I am sure this dream has deep psychological hidden meanings and it is not simply about my lust for all things Chanel. It is my story and I am sticking to it!
3 comments:
Hahaha! Nossa, total! Eu já tive um sonho desses, mas ao invés de estar na Channel, eu estava num supermercado. E o supermercado ia fechar e eu sai correndo comprando tudo que via pela frente. É, sou sua irmã plebe!
Beijos
Vc acordou assustada, né? Nem em sonho eu iria me perdoar por cometer um vacilo desses....
Que tal um blog bilíngue ? Tá foi só uma idéia...Liniane
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